Due to excessive fright, the fierce man asked for a long time Yu Shuai was sitting there tightly but didn't come to his senses. He was scared, not ordinary fear. He knew that even his old man, Mayor Yu Pengwei, would
It may not be able to save me, because the tough man sitting in front of me can take his life at any time. He is only in his twenties and doesn't want to die. The great days are still coming! Thinking about it
Xiaomi, who is still waiting for her to come to visit now, feels uncomfortable in Xiaoshuai.
"Haha, it seems that my goods are not very satisfied with Master Yu..." The tough man looked at Yu Shuai's cowardly appearance and no doubt that he had done things for him, because he was a dog, and he was still
A pug that nods and bows to him. As long as you have a stick in your hand, he will not dare to resist such a dog, let alone have a guy in his body!
"No...no...no...no...no...satisfied, satisfied, I'm so satisfied... these guys are all good guys..." As expected, the tough man saw him staring at him and asking sarcastically.
Then, it seemed that as long as he said no, he would have to be beaten up at once, so Yu Shuai was obedient and kept nodding and flattering.
"Okay, since it's a good product, let's talk about the price issue. Master Yu..." Looking at Yu Shuai's timid appearance, the tough man said with a smile. He knew that he had already laid under his feet.
The mayor and the eldest son conquered him, and what he played was conquest, and he completely conquered!
"No...no...yes...uncle, I can't do gun business now. I can't sell it even if I buy it. Do you think you can do it with others? Or I can contact you, either.
I guarantee you can sell it at a satisfactory price..." Yu Shuai quickly suggested with fear and fear. He knew that this weapon must not be touched, and if it touched, it would be not far from death.
"****! I'll recognize you. You have to do it or not!" Before the burly man could not have the grandson lies at his feet and then he slapped it with a slap.
He slapped his mouth and then cursed viciously. The big mouth was so slap that it was so damn strong that it almost dazzled Yu Shuai. He saw him covering his face pitifully and wanting to cry
, Looking at the fierce man's terrifying eyes and did not dare to cry, he had to sob there quietly. Due to the power of the slap, the two front teeth on his right face loosened, from his mouth and teeth
Blood was constantly leaking out of the crack.
"I...I...wuwu..." Yu Shuai never suffered this crime. The mayor, who is used to being generous in life, finally couldn't help it at this moment. He wanted to refute but did not dare, and was afraid of being beaten again.
So he started crying like a woman, and the crying was so miserable that the security guards and young men who had woken up not far away were lying there to pretend to be dead were all goosebumps when they heard this.
"Okay, stop crying. I was just joking with you. Are you going to do it now or not? If you think about Mr. Yu, I will not be so kind this time..." The tough man squeezed it with one hand.
Yu Shuai asked with a smile on his chin, and he also pulled out the shiny and sharp triangular scraper from a small leather bag on the side of the military boots on his feet, and inserted it into Yu with a snap.
In the wooden floor on his right hand...
"Ah...I'll do...I'll do...you spare me, grandpa, I'll do..." When the triangular scraper pierced the floor two centimeters from his right hand, Yu Shuai finally endured it.
He couldn't stop and said in a collapsed manner. Now let's ask him to smuggle arms, he even let him commit suicide and die quickly. The man in front of him is a demon, a man who can torture people but won't let himself die.
Demon, I am really scared!
"Haha, okay! Don't worry, Master Yu, I have considered you all. The gun matter will not be touched by you. Look at how can your fair little hand touch the gun? It's not a gun shot. If it's a polishing hand, it's a polishing hand.
I feel distressed when I see calluses. You should touch white powder. You should have a way out..." The tough man smiled coldly, pulled out the triangular scraper inserted into the floor and rubbed it on his handsome and tender little hands.
Then, the coldness and gloominess conveyed by the three-edged scraper made Yu Shuai unconsciously fight a cold war...
"Yes... yes... as long as you don't touch the arms, you can do whatever you want me to touch..." When Yu Shuai heard that he wouldn't touch the arms, he immediately felt relieved. Isn't it just white face? It's always better to move white face than to move
The gun is much better, at least I have room for maneuver when I am caught.
"Haha, Mr. Yu is so generous. OK, let's talk about white flour. What is the price for you to buy goods here?" The tough man looked at Yu Shuai and asked with a smile, but the three edges
The scraper also slashes on Yu Shuai's arms from time to time.
"60,000 per kilogram... no... 80,000..." Yu Shuai originally wanted to tell the truth. The current market price of "white flour" is around 60,000, but looking at the gloomy triangular scraper, it keeps stopping
He slashed his arm, fearing that the price he paid would be low and his hand would be ruined, so he added 20,000 yuan...
"Haha, OK, OK, this price is quite satisfactory, but I don't have much trouble for you when we do business for the first time. Let's do this, the deal is 50,000 per kilogram. What do you think?" The tough big man was very good at
He said with a smile, he is a drug business, he knows the best price, 80,000 per kilogram, and even in the United States, it seems that this little guy is really weak, but he remembers
The order Scarface gave him was not important. The important thing was to take action as soon as possible and send the goods out, so the price was lowered. As a dog, you have to hit a stick and give it a bone so that it can be tamed.
"Fifty thousand? Are you saying true or false?" Yu Shuai couldn't believe his ears. At 50,000 yuan per kilogram, he would make a lot of money. After the sale, he would make at least 1,000 or 20,000 yuan per kilogram.
Yes, so I didn't know what it meant to hurt, and asked in a dizzy way.
"Haha, of course it's true, and there's still plenty of supplies. This is our first time working together, so let's trade less..." The tough man was not angry this time, but looked at Yu Shuai with a smile.
The coward replied.
"How many transactions are you?" Yu Shuai was really fucked and asked at the tough man with a frightened look.
"Not much, about 200 kilograms..." the tough man replied weakly.
"Puchi..." After hearing this, Yu Shuai's blood that he had been holding back and was reluctant to vomit suddenly burst out. Two hundred kilograms, not much of his mother. I'm afraid that shooting himself will be enough! Grandma's
, I really thought it was buying and selling flour!
"What's wrong with Young Master Yu? Are you too excited or don't want to cooperate anymore?" The tough man looked at Yu Shuai, who was covered in blood, and said coldly.
"Big...Big...Master, 200 kilograms are too...too much. Do you see if you can lose some? I really can't eat so much..." Yu Shuai begged for mercy with a sad face, even if it's a kilogram is enough!
"Haha, you can choose not to buy it at all, so it will be much more convenient for us. Did you see that submachine gun?" The tough man was surprised not to get angry, but smiled and pointed at the snakeskin bag.
The submachine gun asked the coach.
"Look... I saw it... I don't touch the gun... I don't touch the gun..." Yu Shuai muttered in fear at the submachine gun that exuded murderous aura.
The tough man didn't say anything, but just smiled coldly, inserted the triangular scraper back into the leather bag on the side of his military boots, and then quickly took out the slight rush from the snakeskin bag and lying beside him.
A security guard died in a burst of trouble. The security guard didn't even have time to wail, and he really died while pretending to be dead. Five or six blood holes were left on his back, so that other security guards who pretended to be dead were pretending to be dead and pretending to be b
The young men quickly got up and knelt down and begged for mercy...
"Haha, I didn't say I wanted you to touch the gun, I just said I wanted the gun to touch you, just like I was touching him..." The tough man held a slight rush and blew the green that came out of the barrel with his mouth.
Yan looked at Yu Shuai who was already scared and said with a smile, saying that he was so natural, as if he could kill Yu Shuai in the next second.
"I...I...Uncle, please spare me, I beg you...I will do whatever you ask me to do...Uncle..." Yu Shuai quickly got up and knelt on him after hearing the tough guy's words.
Begging for mercy in front of him.
"Don't say so pitiful, as if I'm so domineering. We are doing business, but it seems that you have made a profit! How about Mr. Yu, can you swallow more than 200 kilograms of noodles?"
The tough man Yu Shuai asked coldly on his face.
"You can swallow it, you can swallow it. I want it, I want it all..." Yu Shuai doesn't care whether it is 200 kilograms or 300 kilograms now. As long as he can survive, he will want it any more!
"Haha, OK, this is like doing business! I like generous people, and I don't like seeing blood, but some people just force me to do nothing. You are a smart person and have chosen to live,
Life must be good..." The tough man said with a smile as he looked at Yu Shuai, who had fallen on the ground and was so scared that his eyes were empty and unconscious.
"Do you know what this snakeskin bag contains?" The tough man patted Yu Shuai, who was frightened, and asked coldly, pointing at the snakeskin bag beside him.
"Guns and drugs..." Yu Shuai replied without thinking. He was already very nervous when he was stimulated. After he was nervous to a certain extent, his reaction began to become slow...
"Wrong! It's not guns or drugs, it's either life or death!" The tough man replied loudly. The voice was so harsh that it came into Yu Shuai's ears. He should be happy either to live or die or to die.
That's right, because he chose to live rather than die, but he couldn't be happy at all. It seemed that from the moment the two fierce men entered his nightclub, he was destined to die...